I work as a freelance photographer. But I also write and plan things for business people. Nice people who do good things in education and other industries. Good people who need a bit of help with their marketing strategy or a hand with their website. Sometimes I find it a breeze to slip between these two roles. Other times it’s a tad more difficult.

When I can’t get my flip-side groove on, I know it. I can wake up and know today will be a good writing day. But equally, and quite often when I have more work than I can manage and looming deadlines, I can wake up and know it will be the precise opposite.

I have realised that sometimes I just need to be creating. Need to be expressing stuff in pictures. They don’t have to be great works of art (oh how I wish), but I do need to be with my camera all the time on some days. I need to tinker. To experiment. To potter.

And when I’m doing that, my silly head calms down a bit. Thinks more rationally about the writing and planning jobs. And then the next day, I can sit back at my desk and crack on, with a clear head, a focused mind and a rapidly diminishing To Do list.

These are some of the pottering shots I took last week whilst experiencing one of those bunged up days. I walked around the house and took photos. They’re silly and pointless and not particularly artful but I had to take them. And once they were done, I could think again. The madness of the portfolio-careered mama eh?